"Hey gorgeous!" Spicy Rascal said with his best smile across his face to the lithe pegasus mare with the rainbow hued mane.
"Get lost, creep," came the response.
Turning his head, he looked at her unicorn friend. She smiled at him strangely, but Spicy didn't realize it was out of grim politeness. She was about to say something when her friend interject on her behalf.
"Don't even think about it."
"But-"
"Hey! Is this colt bugging you?" a huge white pegasus stallion asked.
Spicy gulped. "No, no. I'm not. I really am not. I just wanted to buy a drink for the-"
He never completed his sentence as he was hustled away by the brute. He was taken through the rear kitchen, past the staff who seemed indifferent to his plight, and escorted out of the club. The pegasus kicked open the rear entrance and lobbed Spicy out like a heap of the garbage he fell into. He nearly gagged from the stench of rotting day-old food. He looked at his suit and grimaced as he flicked off the few stray pieces of trash that clung onto him.
"Great," Spicy muttered.
"You say somethin'?" The pegasus bouncer roared.
The crimson colored unicorn stuck up his hooves and shook his head. "No, sir."
"Get out of here before I thump you!"
Spicy rushed away without needing to be told twice.
